Carmax Love.

HT and I had a wonderful experience this week buying a car at Carmax. We were left alone to browse a huge lot of cars, and then we came inside and used a computer to narrow down our search. We printed out pages of the ones we wanted to see, and they have the row #’s on the print outs so you can go take a peak. Not one person breathed down our necks during this.

Then, when we were ready to do some test driving, we were helped immediately by a guy named Eddy. He was polite. He didn’t try to steer us toward what he wanted us to buy. It is a no haggling place. The price is the price. What a relief. The salespeople do not get commission based on car price. They get one flat fee. Anyway, he was great! He even let us use his computer to do a little research and check out the blue book value, etc. And he left the room and gave us privacy to do it.

So now I have a new (used) car that rides like a dream for my commute to the schools. Our second car limped all the way to Florida and was about to die, so it was time.

But wait! That’s not why I’m here…. the reason I started this post is I wanted to mention, there was a sweet young man sitting in the waiting room at Carmax. I could not tell if he had a cognitive delay, or he might have had CP, but his speech was very affected. He was late teens/early twenties, I’d guess. He used a walker to get around. His mother went up to the counter for something and he grinned at me and said,

“That’s my mom.”

I smiled back at him and asked, “Is she nice?”

He said, “Yeah she is! And she’s beautiful too!”

I laughed, “You are right about that. She sure is.”

His mom came back and sat down next to him. He hooked arms with her, beamed at me, and said,

10 Responses to Carmax Love.

Lord, that made me think of Wil and Carrie. It is such a Wil thing to say! ;-).
Glad your car-buying experience was so smooth and easy. I’m definitely filing that information away for the next time I need a car!

Awwwe!!. Glad you have a “new” car to travel in. It is such a wonderful feeling to know that you are going to get someplace and get home. My car is my most valuable earthly possession. I have had many that ran on a hope and a prayer. Hoped you’d get there and prayed you’d get back. I’m sure you remember some of them. Glad you have something reliable now. Hugs!!

Dear Michelle, you ended your posting with such a lovely story. It brought a wide smile to my face. It’s as my mom used to say to me, “Dolores, you find what you look for. If you look for good you will find it. And if you look for bad, you will surely find that also.” And so, with your heart and mind open to good, you found it in that young man. Thank you for sharing your encounter with his innocence. Peace.

That’s absolutely adorable. You can’t make that kind of thing up. I don’t have any kids, but I have a niece and I hope she grows that fond of me. I love this so much that I want to go back in time and be that kid for my mom.

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The day the child realizes that all adults are imperfect, he becomes an adolescent; the day he forgives them, he becomes an adult; the day he forgives himself, he becomes wise. -Alden Nowlan, poet, novelist, and playwright (1933-1983)